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Winx Club: Entangled

By Lunaroki and eltf177

AUTHOR’S NOTES: An independent story, set in Season 3 some two weeks after the episode TEARS OF THE BLACK WILLOW.

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Stormy Trix was slowly flying through the stinking Swamp of Despair. As bad as it was she was glad to be here alone. Baltor had really ripped into the three of them after Flora got her enchantix and turned the three of them into five year-olds. He returned them to their normal age, but belittled and insulted them the entire time. And both Icy and Darcy had lied and placed the blame on her. Now Baltor had her out scouting the Swamp, looking for a certain stone rumored to be somewhere in it. This stone supposedly amplified spells cast near it. Stormy didn't believe a word of it but was desperate to be away from Baltor, Icy and Darcy, even if it meant searching through a swamp.

Not far away Flora was picking her way carefully through the treacherous swamp in search of certain flowers and mushrooms that she knew grew here with which she planned to brew a witch-repellent potion she could then work into a charm for her sister. Her last effort at such a potion two years earlier hadn't met with much success, but she had learned a lot since then and had high hopes that this time her efforts would prove more fruitful. After the way the Trix had nearly drowned her sister Rose at the Black Willow, Flora was determined not to let them have another chance to harm her.

Stormy continued searching. Of course, she had no idea of exactly what she was looking for, just 'a large stone.' And this swamp had more than a few. She had to fly up to each one, cast a small spell and see if anything happened. Between that and all her flying she was rapidly becoming exhausted, but she wanted to come back with it. Another failure and Baltor might strike her off his list for becoming his 'main witch.'

The storm witch found another possible candidate and landed on it. She cast a light spell, which didn't seem to become any more powerful. "Dammit!" she yelled. "This is pissing me off!"

Just a few yards away Flora heard the sound of a familiar voice raised in frustrated anger. "Oh my goodness! That sounds like Stormy!" An uncharacteristic edge of anger flared up in the normally peaceful fairy's heart. Stormy and her sisters were the ones who nearly destroyed her sister Rose. Add to that what they had done to poor Mirta a couple of years ago, transforming the freshman witch into a pumpkin for trying to help Bloom, and Flora had quite a backlog of anger toward the three sister witches. She decided it was time to do something about that. She quickly transformed into her Enchantix form and took hold of her bottle of fairy dust. "Maybe a dose of fairy dust will take some of the wind out of Stormy." She flew up into the air and quickly spied the witch flying off toward another rock. With her powerful Enchantix wings she swooped around in front of the storm witch to confront her. "Stop right there Stormy! That's far enough! I don't know what you're up to but I'm putting a stop to it!"

Stormy had landed on a huge rock. She was totally exhausted and needed to rest before testing it. She had just sat down on its muddy surface, too tired to care about her clothes, when the voice took her by surprise. Nobody else should have been out here. And the voice called her by name. She quickly looked up and saw Flora. *What in hell is she doing here!?* She didn't see any other fairies around. Well, she didn't care if there were or not. She stood up and put her hands on her hips. "Really, fairy? I don't think so!" And with that she quickly raised her arm to fire a bolt of lightning at the flower fairy.

This was exactly the sort of reaction Flora had been expecting. Stormy was always the kind to attack first and maybe think about it later, if at all. This is why Flora already had her bottle of fairy dust in her hand. She poured out the contents of the bottle into her other hand and blew across it, sending a cloud of fairy dust straight at the storm witch. The cloud intercepted Stormy's lightning bolt, causing it to fizzle out, and went on to completely engulf the startled witch.

At first the blue-haired witch was confused. Her lightning bolt (which was on the weak side as she was tired) just flashed out of existence. Then all of a sudden the storm witch was on her hands and knees, what little strength she had left was fading fast. "What in the fuck did you do to me, you bitch!?!" she screamed.

Flora alighted on the rock Stormy had landed on and placed her hands on both hips. "I haven't done anything 'the fuck' to you yet, but after the way you witches treated my sister maybe I should." Flora was angrier than she would normally ever be. The image of Rose sinking helplessly into the darkened waters surrounding the Black Willow burned before her mind, giving rise to emotions she normally would never allow herself to feel. She wanted to really hurt the storm witch for her role in that, but even as angry as she was her conscience just wouldn't let her do something so terrible.

Instead she decided to do something that would ordinarily just be for pleasure, but which in this case would give Stormy a well-deserved dose of punishment. She held out a seed and recited an incantation over it. "Venus Vulva Vine Wrap!" This was a modified version of her usual Venus Vine Wrap spell used for entrapping enemies. This version caused the vines to become much more touchy-feely than usual, resulting in a harmless but highly invigorating full-body grope session. She tossed the seed to the ground in front of Stormy and watched as the seed shot up tendrils to ensnare the now powerless witch.

Stormy's eyes grew wide in horror as the tendrils rose around her. She was so weak she couldn't even crawl away from them, not that there was anywhere to crawl to anyway. She felt the tendrils start to wrap around her arms, legs and waist. Her eyes glared at Flora. "Ok fairy, I'm giving you one last chance. Stop this NOW, or I swear I'll dump your charred carcass in front of Baltor and my sisters!"

Feeling drained from all the magic she had expended on her fairy dust and this last spell, Flora transformed back to normal and planted her hands on her hips. "And just how are you planning to do that? My fairy dust has canceled out all of your dark magic. You won't have any powers again for the next hour at least." Just then more vines shot out from the spot where the seed had landed and wrapped themselves around the startled fairy, quickly entangling her as well. "Wait! This isn't supposed to happen! This is my spell! Let go of me!" But the vines paid her no heed as they pulled both her and Stormy in toward the center of the vine trap.

As pissed off as Stormy was, the sight of Flora being caught by her own vines caused the storm witch to start laughing hysterically. "What's the matter, fairy, miscast your spell?"

Flora struggled fruitlessly in the grip of the vines. "I cast the spell perfectly, but it's not supposed to be this powerful! I can't seem to control it!"

Suddenly Stormy realized what was happening. *The stone! It must be right around here somewhere!* She turned her body as much as possible but saw nothing. *Wait, it's here! This one we're on has to be it!* But she was completely trapped by the vines. "Dammit, fairy, get us out of this!" she yelled as she struggled to free herself. But her weakness made her struggles futile.

Flora kept struggling, but her efforts were also in vain. "I'm trying, but I can't get my hands free to cast the counter-spell!" Just then she felt the first tendrils begin to slither up underneath her skirt and explore the outline of her panties. "Eep!" Her cheeks flushed crimson as she realized what was about to happen to both her and Stormy, and right in front of each other too!

Stormy's eyes almost bugged out as she saw several of the vines disappear underneath Flora's skirt. She was about to make a wisecrack when she felt several start to slip up her legs and underneath her own skirt. "Hey! Stop!" she yelled. The vines paid absolutely no attention to her. "Ummm... Flora, what exactly was your spell supposed to do?" She hated asking the question, and was dreading the answer.

Flora's cheeks darkened still further as she fought vainly to push and kick away the encroaching vines. "Well, you see, I usually only use this spell on myself, you know, when I've got some time alone and I'm feeling particularly naughty... Oh!" This last exclamation was squeezed from her lips as another vine slipped up the back of her green top, looped over her shoulder and wiggled down the front of her blouse to wrap itself around one of her spectacular breasts.

*Sick freak!* the storm witch thought. But her question was answered. The vines entwining her body began to mimic those surrounding the flower fairy. Those underneath her skirt began to slip between her legs and her panties, then forced themselves away from her body. In seconds the blue-haired witch's panties were in shreds, falling into the murky water below. At the same time other vines slipped up her chest. These too expanded, and in just moments the buttons on her red dress flew off one by one.

Flora hadn't had the good fortune to be wearing a top with buttons today, so when the vine wrapped around her breast let go and convulsively straightened itself, the material of her top ripped apart in the front and back, leaving the shreds hanging from her shoulders by the straps and her bare breasts on prominent display. They were rather large and appeared to have quite a bit of give to them as two more vines wrapped around them and started squeezing them gently. At about the same time the vines under her skirt slipped beneath her panties and ripped them apart as they sought the warm moist cavern of her pussy.

Stormy's jaw dropped as Flora's breasts came into view. *Stars, that bitch is stacked!* She began to drool at the sight, forgetting that this was her mortal enemy she was lusting after. Her pussy gushed. This seemed to set off the plant. In seconds three tendrils had slipped up inside her sopping pussy, causing her to gasp. At the same time the vines around her chest had expanded and contracted several times to rip her dress from her body. Several others did the same to her bra. Now, except for her boots the storm witch was as naked as the day she was born. It was a good thing the swamp was hot and humid, otherwise both witch and fairy would have been cold. Well, perhaps not, as the vines were doing their best to heat each of them up.

As the fondling of her breasts caused Flora to moan in shameful pleasure she caught a good look at the revealed body of the storm witch. *Oh my goodness! I never would have guessed Stormy had such a gorgeous body!* The tight, hot little body of the writhing witch sent tremors of delight rippling through the flower fairy's body, wringing a juicy trickle of nature nectar from her quivering box. This sent the vines seeking to enter her pussy into a frenzy which ripped away her pink skirt and left her completely exposed from head to ankles. Her only remaining shred of dignity was her platform sandals, one of which was dangling precariously from her toes while the other one threatened to come loose any second. Flora flung back her head and screamed in delight as the vines finally located her pleasure hole and plunged inside.

Stormy bit her lip as she watched the flower fairy's body spasm as the tendrils invaded her moist fuck hole. This caused her own pussy to gush again and the vines responded in a similar fashion, several more forcing their way inside her. They swept across her clit as they did so, bringing a loud yell from the storm witch. At the same time two more vines were gently but quickly brushing their tips against her nipples. This caused the storm witch to moan in pleasure. In turn this increased her wetness, causing the entire cycle to begin anew. Stormy was strong, but could she survive this much pleasure until her strength returned? She gazed over at Flora's body, shining with perspiration, her breasts gently swaying as the vines rocked her body. She sighed, longing to be able to kiss the gorgeous fairy.

Flora looked toward the storm witch as she heard her yell, momentarily worried that perhaps the super-charged vines were going too far and hurting her, only to realize that she was screaming in ecstasy, not pain. Still, it worried her how many vines were trying to force their way inside that tight little hole of hers. She knew the spell shouldn't be this strong, but still had no idea why it was. Was it still safe or would the spell prove so powerful it overwhelmed the normal safeguards? She shuddered to think what might happen to them if that were the case, and that shudder accompanied another spasm in her pussy that caused her to moan in bliss. Two more vines responded to the increase in moisture between her legs, burrowing into her love tunnel and filling the flower fairy fuller than she'd ever been before. She began to wonder as much about the limits of her mind's ability to encompass so much pleasure as about her body's ability to withstand it.

As she watched the witch's body undulate in response to the vines' relentless assault she felt an unsettling but undeniable urge to reach out and touch her, to run her hands over that sweat-slicked hard body and lick between her breasts. As these thoughts ran through her mind her body began bucking in the beginning of an unstoppable orgasm. In the process one of the vines got dislodged from her pussy. It quickly reoriented and dove back in, but it missed its intended target and instead wound up spearing straight into her anus. The lubrication from all the pussy juice coating the vine and running down her ass crack helped, but the pain was still exquisite. Flora threw her head back and cried out from the pain, only to find another vine ready and waiting to worm its way inside her mouth as it opened.

Stormy's body writhed as she hit her limit and orgasmed violently. The vines took this opportunity; one entered her mouth while another began to gently probe her asshole. The surprised witch began to suck the vine in her mouth, and much to her shock she unclenched her sphincter; hoping the vine would recognize what she wanted. Tears were running down her face, but they were tears of joy. Her body was completely drained, yet she wanted this to continue.

As she recovered from the shock of the forced entry into her ass sphincter Flora began to relax, allowing the vine to worm its way as deeply inside her as it wished. She really wasn't averse to such penetration, it had just been the suddenness of it that had surprised her. Normally the spell kept the vines more docile and cautious of the recipient's limits. Something had to be enhancing the spell to push the boundaries of safety this far, but at least the vine had slowed down and taken more care once it realized where it had ended up. Meanwhile she sucked the vine in her mouth enthusiastically, twirling her tongue about it as it explored her moist confines. She was greatly surprised that she had any self-control left as the vine in her ass, the four in her snatch and the two wrapped around her breasts continued to wring orgasm after orgasm out of her. She felt like she was going to faint, and if not for the vines twined about each arm, each leg, and her torso she felt like she would have collapsed into a quivering heap by now.

Stormy was in pretty much the same shape with one vine in her mouth, two playing with her nipples, two more which had wrapped around her smaller but still sizable breasts, the five in her twat and the one that had managed to wriggle up her ass. She would have moaned again if that were possible. Her body spasmed again, but was now totally drained. The vines in her pussy wriggled their tips again, but her pussy juices had ceased to flow. Somehow the vines seemed to sense her weakness and they began to slow down.

Flora was just about spent herself. She still sucked at the vine in her mouth with all the strength she could muster, but her limbs were limp and twitching and her pussy juices were slowly ceasing to flow. When another vine snaked up and flicked her clit that was it for her. Her back bowed and she screamed out one more orgasm around her mouthful of vine and blacked out. Sensing that their hostage had passed the point of sensory overload and lost consciousness, the vines began to carefully unwind and withdraw themselves from her abused body, gently lowering her into the very center of the cluster where a sort of nest was forming as the vines settled themselves into a circular formation.

Stormy's body was lowered right behind Flora's, and once done so the vines slowly and carefully withdrew from the blue-haired girl. The witch instinctively cuddled up next to the flower fairy. She was completely spent, having had at least three major orgasms and untold smaller ones. Her eyes opened long enough to see where she was, then closed again.

It was fortunate for both girls that one of the aspects of this particular spell was that it caused the vines to emit a scent that repelled insects, otherwise the two sleeping nudes would have been bitten up mercilessly in the bug-infested swamp. Equally fortunate was that the day was partially overcast, so they didn't have to contend with either sunburns or rain. The two slept for over half an hour, each blissfully unaware or uncaring that the naked body cuddled up to her was that of a mortal enemy.

Despite her exertions Flora was much more experienced with this particular form of sexual play and awakened first. With the fog of sleep still clouding her mind she hardly questioned the presence of a naked body pressed up against her back. She gently rolled over to see who it was and was shocked for a moment to see that it was Stormy. It took her a few moments for the memories of the prior events to catch up to her and explain this unlikely circumstance. Once they did she relaxed and lay there watching the sleeping form beside her, tracing her curves with wondering fingertips as she marveled at how such a thing could have come to pass between such bitter enemies.

Stormy lay next to Flora in post-orgasmic bliss. Her entire body ached and every orifice felt as if it had been stretched to its limit, but it was a good sort of ache. She twitched at the feeling of Flora's fingertips and opened her eyes. She saw the flower fairy lying next to her. "Wha-?" Normally the storm witch would have thrown a lightning bolt at anybody that close to her, but Stormy's mind was a bit fuzzy after their joint 'adventure'. Still drained of all magical energy and most of her physical energy as well, she batted the flower fairy's hand away from her as the blue-haired witch struggled to put some distance between them. But her weakness prevented her from more than rolling about a bit. Still in a panic, she looked up into Flora's soft green eyes; her mind slowly recalling what had just happened to the pair of them. "That was...interesting" she finally said in a low voice as her eyes went from Flora's eyes to her impressive chest. Stormy had a hard time not reaching out and touching those magnificent melons.

Flora was disappointed but not terribly surprised by Stormy's negative reaction upon awakening. She simply pulled away from the tempestuous witch a bit until her steam ran down and waited to see how she would respond. She took Stormy's neutral reaction to remembering what had happened as a good sign. At least she wasn't lashing out at her over it. She nodded and raised herself up on one elbow, unconsciously putting herself on better display. "Interesting is certainly one way to put it. I've never had an experience that intense with this spell before." She blushed slightly. "I've also never shared it with anyone else before either."

Stormy could easily believe that last part. She still couldn't help staring at the naked flower fairy and her marvelous breasts. She knew she needed to change the direction of this conversation fast, before she did anything she'd regret. "So... ummm... now what? When do our powers come back?"

Flora gazed at the storm witch speculatively. "Well, I basically used up my supply of fairy dust on you earlier, so my powers are pretty much spent until that recovers, which could take another thirty or forty minutes. As for your powers, I'm guessing maybe another twenty minutes?" She bit her lower lip between her teeth, worried about the time difference she had just admitted to. Neither one of them was going to be going much of anywhere in this dangerous swamp without their powers, and if Stormy decided to take advantage of her powers recovering first it would be very bad news for her. She realized she had kind of been asking for trouble when she decided to take on Stormy alone.

"Well now, that poses a problem... for you. I remember a promise I made to you earlier. But on the other hand..." The storm witch reached out and dragged Flora's face to hers. She then gave the flower fairy a violent kiss. When she broke it she smiled at the flower fairy. "That was without a doubt the best fuck I've ever had. Normally witches don't say 'thanks', but in this case I'll make an exception." She paused. "So, exactly what were you doing out here in the first place?" Stormy needed every bit of what little self-control she had not to start fucking the flower fairy silly.

Flora's nervousness spiked as Stormy reminded her of her earlier promise to dump her charred corpse in front of Baltor and her sisters. She was caught completely off guard, therefore, when Stormy pulled her in for a kiss. She was a little put off by how rough the blue haired girl was being with her, but there was no denying that it also triggered a spark of passion within her. She managed to reciprocate the kiss a little bit before Stormy broke it off with an uncharacteristic smile. Flora touched her lips in wonder as Stormy thanked her. When she asked what she was doing out there Flora ducked her head in embarrassment. "Well, I was actually looking for ingredients for a potion..." She stopped herself short as she realized she'd been about to admit to one of her worst enemies that the potion was meant to protect her little sister from her. She made a quick alteration in her story as she continued. "... to try to weaken Baltor's powers. So what are you doing all the way out here?"

The storm witch was torn. On the one hand she didn't want the fairies to know about the rock, and it was none of the flower fairy's business anyway. On the other hand, Flora had just indirectly given her the best fuck she'd ever had and she was grateful for that. And another thought hit her... "Well, normally I wouldn't say this but I think you ought to know. I'm out here looking for a stone that increases the effectiveness of magic. I'd say we found it, and my guess is that spell of yours is permanent now. That means nobody gets the stone now. Those vines will grab and fuck anybody who comes close. Not that I minded too much..." She grinned at the flower fairy, then reached out with both hands and tweaked the brunette's sizable nipples. "And don't worry, I won't attack you. After that, I just can't stay mad at you!"

Flora was beyond shocked that Stormy would even admit what she had been doing out here, to say nothing of the realization that without even knowing it she had accidentally deprived Stormy of her prize, and yet the storm witch wasn't even angry at her. If giving one of her worst enemies the best sex ever was what it took to make peace between the two of them Flora figured that was a price she would be easily willing to pay! She moaned at the stimulation of her breasts and pulled the witch's body closer to her. "Well, I guess I can't stay mad at you either. Having you there with me made this time pretty special for me." Her expression turned sorrowful. "I guess once we leave here we'll have to be enemies again." Then her expression turned thoughtful. "But on the other hand we're kind of stuck here for a while, seeing how we're in the middle of such a dangerous place without our powers, or even a stitch of clothes. I can magic us up some outfits once my winx returns, but while we're waiting maybe we should make the most of the situation?"

This is what Stormy was dreading. To be intimate with a fairy was beyond the height of total humiliation. If Icy or Darcy, or worse Baltor, ever found out...! But, even though she'd never admit it, even to herself, she was discovering deep feelings for the flower fairy, feelings she didn't understand and couldn't control. All she knew was she wanted Flora, badly... The blue-haired witch lay back onto the vine-covered rock. "Well, if you insist..."

Flora smiled and moved to position herself above the lovely nude witch. She leaned down to kiss her gently upon the lips. "Let's make an agreement never to tell anybody about this. I don't think anyone would ever understand. Let's just keep this between the two of us. This'll be our special secret time."

"Agreed!" Stormy stated. She'd been ready to ask the same of Flora. Her arms wrapped around Flora's neck, then she rolled to her side, dragging the flower fairy down next to her. In a flash she got on top of Flora, then leaned down to start sucking on those fabulous breasts. At the same time her fingers began to dance around the tan girl's thighs, teasing her without mercy.

Flora closed her eyes and arched her back with a pleasurable sigh, thinking that maybe, just maybe, this might turn out to be the start of a new direction in the long struggle between the Winx Club and the Trix as she glided her hands down the witch's back to stroke her ass and thighs.

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